Capítulo 90: Better, Baby? *

[Warning: This chapter contains smut/snu snu. Read at your own risk.]

"That dress was made for you, love." He would say as he brushed away the strand of hair that had fallen on her cheeks. She would flutter her eyes in pleasure at his touch and smile softly at him.

"You chose them for me," she would say, taking a step back and twirling, showing off the clothes he had bought for her.

"I just want to see that dress on the bedroom floor. You can keep your shoes on, though," he would wink, making her giggle.

For the purpose of this ride, he would bring along a driver, who would wait for them in the parking lot. They would go hand in hand, searching for the car before they find it. Entering, she would straddle him without a shred of shame and run her fingers through his hair as their eyes remain locked on each other.

"You do live close by, right?" she would ask, her voice husky and filled with need.